One breakfast
A dash of some shopping in the medina and cooperatives near it
One trip to the Jewish Club for lunch
About 80 surveys for our marketing research
About 160 product samples
A sprinkle of cookies and cakes from a local patisserie
Two (okay, three) birthday wishes
Zero headaches
Tons o' fun
Instructions
Wake up in time to make it to breakfast. This should have been an easy thing, but we got to sleep in an extra hour and a half until 9am. So it wasn't. Almost all of the food was gone. No orange juice was left. I had a knife but no fork. There were locusts. A flood. I thought the world was ending. But they had a yummy sweet croissant left, so things ended up okay.
Breakfast being finished, we added some shopping into the mix again. Today was some medina and a local artisan cooperative. The co-op was nice because we got to see some retail prices for an idea of what we were bargaining for in the medina. The medina was nice because we got some great prices on the last batch of gifts everyone wanted.
Slowly blend in some Jewish Club lunch. The significance of this was thus: While the small Jewish population remained in Islamic Morocco, the hostilities between the peoples of the two religions gradually grew less. Lunch was a symbolic gesture of the peacefulness between the two parties, and a chance for our class to partake in the new Morocco. A country of tolerance, peacefulness, and integration of all people and religions.
Let all of the students sit for about an hour relaxing and rising. Like yeast. Only we are cooler. Once they reach a level of restfulness and readiness, unleash them with 80 marketing surveys on the unsuspecting public of Casablanca. The trick to this step is to make sure that the unsuspecting public has decent English, or else the whole recipe could go wrong. Fortunately, we met some capable individuals who helped us get this done in about 90 minutes. We also passed out the bulk of all our samples, so there won't be anything left to take home.
Now that things were under control, we needed to sift in the cookies and cakes from the bakery. Why did we need cakes? Birthday parties! Why did we need cookies? I don't know! Neither do any of the guys. We sat around outside yelling at local bums to leave us alone while the girls were inside. It didn't work. Meanwhile, the girls loaded up on boxes of good stuff to take home.
The easy part of this recipe involved getting the night club at the hotel for our birthday celebration. Josey, Lynsey, and Deyae all had birthdays these past 7 days, so we did one big celebration for them all here at the hotel in the night club. We committed to 10 drinks, which was a joke since we had more than was worth counting while we danced the night away. Poorly.
The best way to finish this recipe is by making sure it is headache-free and adding tons o' fun to it. This evening was. Drinks, bad dancing, and birthday cake wrapped things up nicely. I really loved the time we had.
Just hoping we can find a way to duplicate it. In case we want seconds.
****** If I don't get tomorrow's blog posted in the next 24 hours, it will be due to packing and an early night to get ready to head out from Casablanca to Madrid on Sunday. We'll see how it goes. For now, let me see what sort of photo I can tuck in here. Ma salama.
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| Sunset over the Atlantic. From Rabat. I need to edit some of these photos. Ah, well. Enjoy. |
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